[Mintyztwin]

The second I accessed this thread, a mental image came to mind . . .

The fellowship, tired from the days long journey on the Anduin, is grouped about the flickering campfire. Boromir sits opposite Frodo, glancing at him occasionally, and rubbing his hands together nervously. Frodo sits listlessy, staring into the fire, the Ring weighing heavily on his mind. Sam shakes his head, and continues fixing Mr. Frodo's special dinner. He glances over at Boromir, and notices him watching Mr. Frodo."I'm going to keep an eye on him, just in case." he thinks to himself. Pippin and Merry sit together, tyring to see who can drink the most beer without breathing. Aragorn keeps a watchful eye on the river, looking for a log with pale golden eyes. Legolas stands, gazing at the moon, and singing softly in Silvan. Gimli sits close to the light of the fire, his brow furled in concentration . . . "Knit one, pearl two, knit one pearl two . . ."

I think Legolas started him on it.